A Love Note for the Redneck Husband

I took Juni to Great Wolf Lodge Thursday. Jasen stayed with us that night, but headed back Friday. So it was the "Juni & Mommy Roadtrip of 2012." And it was awesome. I gained 5 pounds noshing on pancakes, waffles and ice cream for breakfast, lunch and dinner. We swam, bowled, played in the arcade, and swam until our fingers and toes were nice and prune-y.
I figured Jasen would burp beer and fart turnips all night, but I still wanted him to know I was thinking about him. I know how he gets into bed...like a walrus plops onto a rock. No attention to the pretty pillows or sweet-smelling sheets. Just a humph and a plop. And snoring. Lots and lots of snoring.
A note atop his pillow wouldn't work. So where do you place a note for your Redneck Husband? I decided to think of where he spends his time.
The toilet? Putting a note on the toilet seat just seemed wrong. Very, very wrong. The fridge? I'm thinking he's seeing only food when the door opens. My note would get trampled. On the vanity, by his deodorant? I was out of town...no telling if he'd touch the Arm & Hammer that day or not. By the beer would definitely work, but he may decide to break out the Jack Daniels with me out of town. His truck is a mess, and it smells funny. Plus his idea of taking a message consists of tiny pieces of paper strewn throughout the entire vehicle. His sock and underwear drawer? Again...I'm out of town. He could wear his long johns all weekend for all I knew.
I decided my best bet was inside the shower, on top of his Pantene. I know. Not extremely romantic, but it's the only thing I knew he'd do while I was out of town...I knew that after a day in the waterpark, he'd take a shower. It worked.
That night I called him because Juni was crying, missing Daddy. And Jasen said he found the note, and that it made him feel good. Point scored for the wife...